When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

The last battle of the high school years.

And it is also a head-on battle with the juniors who "snatched" their trump card back.

Such a showdown.

But Tanba Koichiro couldn't ask for the opportunity.

Fear?

No kidding.

Here, it is even more necessary to use perseverance to subdue your own ace junior!

"Come on! Chris! Take down this proud boy! ”

"Hmm!"

Casting with eyes on each other.

Home plate.

Chris looked at the pitcher's bright pupils on the mound, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, revealing a knowing smile.

"Second goal! Inside corner high straight ball! ”

The gesture code that is very decisive at the bottom.

"Whew!"

When you raise your hand.

Galloping light and shadow.

The next moment the refraction comes in.

"Huh!"

The pupil of the gaze.

Shigerun's footsteps forward, the figure that pulled out.

"Huh!"

0.5 second intervals.

Collisions at extreme distances.

"Pong!!"

A dangling bat.

Black and white shadows overlapping on the upper side.

Violent shaking.

"Huh"

The shadow of the ball flying upside down again.

"Bang!"

Bounced hard again on the surface in front of first base.

"Out of bounds!"

Rolling out of the ball shadow.

The verdict of the trial also sounded at the same time.

"Third goal!"

Inside corner low straight ball!

"Whew!"

Non-stop rhythm.

Stormy like a wind.

"Smack!"

"Bad ball!"

Abandon the outer corner pulling.

is concentrated on the inner corner compression.

The goal is to use the most tricky angles to compress the space for Mono's maneuvering.

A slightly dangerous refracted arc.

This is also a risk that cannot be taken into account.

The most important thing at the moment is not to let Shigeno be able to swing the stick as he wants!!

"Fourth goal! Curveball! ”

"Whew!"

The arc of the first half of the high-angle press.

Sharp and intense home plate stop refracted trajectory.

"Huh"

"Pong!!"

Split-second judgment and interception.

Faced with such an efficient and changing curveball.

Strong as Shigerun.

In the absence of a way to react in advance.

It can only barely rub its forward.

Suddenly there was a crashing sound.

The shadow of the ball that flew upside down.

"Bang!"

"Out of bounds!"

Still inexorably falling outside the borderline.

The words of judgment that sounded.

Shigero's brow furrowed slightly.

Continuous blows.

Shigerino thinks that there shouldn't be any problems with the benchmark.

In terms of crosshairs.

The amount of advance control is also relatively close.

However, it doesn't matter which ball it is.

This deviation is far beyond Shigerun's own estimation before the strike.

Of course, Shigerno himself knows very well that the biggest reason for this result is that the Tamba seniors on the pitcher's mound are too precise in controlling the ball, and there is almost no floating ball road, which is simply the least probability event.

However, today's Tamba predecessors can do just that.

It's already in excellent condition.

Now he can even improve his ball control accuracy even further.

"Although I have sighed before, today's Tambosang is really terrifying!"

"Hehe, after all, Tanba has been waiting for this day, for a long time, Shigerun, looking forward to the moment when I can go head-to-head with you and defeat you."

Home plate.

Shigerun's whispered words.

The senior Chris on the side also smiled lightly and replied softly.

"The more this happens, the more I can't give in, Chris-senpai! This blow! I'm going to take it down! ”

Shigeru licked his lips, a pale golden halo appearing in his pupils, the metal bat that was swinging vigorously.

The air rubs violently, making a "bang" sound.

No, no, and no, do not want to retreat.

Definitely going to take it down.

The layout is complete.

"Fifth goal! Tanba, use this ball to take down Shigerun! ”

From straight balls to changing balls.

The core idea has not changed.

Prepare well before that.

"The deciding goal! Outside corner low straight ball! ”

Foreshadowing of an inside corner attack.

Change the bait on the ball.

Now is the perfect time to throw a lethal shot.

"Come on, Tamba!"

Compared to home plate, the moment when Chris seniors set the position of the ball cover.

"Hmm!"

Pitcher mound above.

Suddenly dancing figure.

The arms raised high, the edge of the outer corner.

The lowest low.

Step, twist your waist, wave your arms.

All the action in one go!

"Boom!"

With that rippling wave of air.

"Whew!"

Electricity that beats above your fingertips.

The next second.

Rush out.

Towards home plate, it struck awe-inspiringly.

This ball is infused with all the strength.

Strive for the most accurate ball positioning.

"Excellent! The low position as a request! ”

The cold light that rushed in.

Clung to the arc of the margin.

Senior Chris at home plate raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile flashed in the corner of his eye.

As long as the ball path itself does not appear to float high.

Chris seniors believe that this goal, even if it is Shigeru, at most it is an out-of-bounds strike, and in the case of a high probability, it can be won by Shigeru. . . .

However!

The next moment!

"Long waiting! Outside corner straight! ”

A roaring sonic boom.

"Huh!"

The metal bat that swings to the extreme.

The black shadow that waved by.

The brilliance that was concealed.

"What!?"

It came into everyone's eyes.

Shigerun's swift footsteps.

It's as if you had anticipated it.

The figure that stepped out with it.

Brushing metal bats.

The figure of a completely left-leaning move.

"Pong!!"

Overlapping shadows.

The tracks captured this time.

A completely unbiased crosshair.

"Got it!"

A delicate and swift blow.

Just a moment of squeezing.

The light and shadow that rose into the sky flew through the high school.

"Left field!"

Quickly crossed the infield category.

"Oh oh oh oh!?"

"Hit!?"

"Left outfield direction!"

The exclamations that rang out all around him were responding.

Leap straight to the light and shadow of the high altitude position in the left field.

"Dada!"

The focused gaze, the Sakai senior who was staring at the white ball shadow above his head and retreating at the same time.

"Whoosh!"

The trajectory of the fall.

The figure of Sakai's predecessor jumping out.

"Bang!"

Staggered polar shadows.

That's still half a body away.

Falling balls.

There was a dull thud.

"Dadada!"

As it catapults towards a more far-reaching outfield position.

Above first base.

The figure that moved when he heard the wind.

Spring Market decisively seized this opportunity.

Under the instructions of the base-running instructor, when Sakai fell on the ground and couldn't get up at the first time, he could only rely on Izaki from the middle field to come to make up for the defense.

Haruichi quickly bypassed third base.

"Damn!"

"Whew!"

Even though Izuoshiki quickly intercepted the ball and exploded with all his might, throwing the ball towards home plate.

However!

It's still a half-beat slower move.

"Da!"

Before the ball hits home plate.

"Safe base!!"

Kominato Harushi has successfully stepped on the home plate!